A few nights ago, I was texting this male friend of mine and after some time, we began exchanging nudes. We were both extremely aroused, and I desperately wanted something larger than my hand to satisfy me. There was no way I could afford a dildo with my family around, as they would certainly disapprove. In the dead of night, I ventured into the kitchen without my pants, and it felt liberating. I found a bumpy cucumber that seemed perfect for the task. I hurried back to my room, and to my delight, the cucumber served its purpose. Afterwards, I washed it and returned it to the refrigerator. The following day, my mother prepared a salad with the cucumbers, and the thought still makes me giggle, though I vow never to repeat such an act. I am, indeed, a rather slutty woman.